Therefore be patient, brethren, until the coming of the Lord. The farmer waits for the precious produce of the soil, being patient about it, until it gets the early and late rains. You too be patient; strengthen your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is near.
But as for me, I will watch expectantly for the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation My God will hear me.
Wait for the LORD; Be strong and let your heart take courage; Yes, wait for the LORD.
Who has believed our report?
And to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed?
For He shall grow up before Him as a tender plant,
And as a root out of dry ground.
He has no form or comeliness;
And when we see Him,
There is no beauty that we should desire Him.
He is despised and rejected by men,
A Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.
And we hid, as it were, our faces from Him;
He was despised, and we did not esteem Him.
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In three short days we will be bringing in a New Year. Even though I can’t wait for this year to end, after some serious thought, I’ve concluded that it’s really not going to make much difference.
It’s so unsettling when adversity strikes a chord in one’s heart. My grandson was in the hospital this past week…for three long days. On one of those nights, so my daughter could go to work, I had to stay over with him. That night was already filled with fear and uncertainty because … well…my grandson had to be hospitalized. I had one of those very uncomfortable pull out beds to sleep on, so as I tossed and turned to find a comfortable spot I had some time to ponder the last few months of 2016. I had been laid off from my job at the end of September, been denied unemployment, which I appealed, but it took almost three months for the Hearing Officer to make a decision, and unfortunately I fell into a financial mess that I won’t be able to pull myself out off, at least not anytime soon. I had not planned on being unemployed ever again, but here I was jobless during the holidays, which always seems to make it worse. The nurses were coming in every couple of hours to check on my grandson, so sleep and getting comfy was not happening. Anyway, I was thinking about my situation and I realized the only change I could count on was the year changing. I was not being pessimistic as much as I was being realistic.
People tend to make New Years resolutions, but for me that never seems to work. I mean I can make personal resolutions like lose weight, or eat better, but in the things that really need to change in my life are really in God’s hands. Even if I do all the right things. Will I find a job? Will I be able to purchase a vehicle? Will I be able to stay in my home? It’s all about faith. Will my faith fail me in the coming months?
So much is in God’s hands. I know, that I know that… He has a plan for all His children, but where His plans will take me and when is what leaves me on the edge of my seat. This waiting on God can get discouraging. It leaves me feeling abandoned. It’s makes me feel like I missed something.And it never fails that the more the Lords reveals of himself to me, the harder the enemy strikes. Who will save me from myself?! ugh! My Lord, please come quickly!
Waiting on the Lord in the Word and in Prayer in 2017.
Be blessed one and all. Thank you for following me and reading my posts. Have a safe and Happy New Year!
that place can be different for all of us. Where is that place for you? When do you find yourself in that place? I find myself there when I am overwhelmed with financial responsibilities and no means. Unemployment leads me there. I get to the point where I just don’t want to face another creditor. I tell them I lost my job, but they don’t seem to care. Friend and foe find it easy to blame me for my difficulties, which only serves to make me feel worse about my situation. I have to work hard at keeping creditors at bay, but it gets tiring. Depression, Hopelessness and Powerlessness are close friends. And they want to pull me into the abyss of despair any time they are close by. They are relentless. They shoot fiery arrows continuously and even the most innocent are used as catapults. When they are around death is a welcomed alternative. It’s not always a suicidal mind… Death is just preferable to dealing with so much strife…a.k.a trial and tribulation. If it were as easy as closing and opening the eyes to find oneself in the presence of the Lord, that would be ideal. Alas, death is not so compassionate. Compassion seems to jump out the window when trials and tribulations are present.
Praise God that we have a Comforter! We have One that gives peace that surpasses all understanding. When we face trials of every sort we are to count it all joy, says James.
(1:vs.2-3) My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.
I have a friend that is in that place. Illness lead her to that place. She was doing OK keeping Depression, Hopelessness and Powerlessness at bay, but an injury got the best of her. Somehow, her injury turned into a staph infection that required hospitalization in ICU. That was two months ago. She is still there. The doctors tell me she should be up and about. The only drugs she is on are antibiotics for the infection. She should be alert, but instead she is unresponsive most of the time. They have to tube feed her and she is on oxygen. Doctors are clueless. When I mentioned the possibility of depression, they quickly agreed. Yet, her depression was not being addressed.
In previous visits she had been somewhat engaged during our visit. We listened to Rich Mullins music which she enjoyed. She had a difficult time talking because she was so weak, but we managed. Today, she was the most unresponsive since she went downhill. I asked her if she had given up and she nodded yes. Because she has been ill for some years, she had talked with me often about going into this dark place where she did not allow anyone to enter.She alienated herself. She had been taking medications for depression but she did not really care for the way they made her feel. So, today I asked her if she was in that place, she nodded yes. I asked her if she believed Jesus was with her and she nodded yes. That our God is an awesome God, she lit up a smile. At this point, as much as she wants to live, she is tired of being in this sort of vegetative state. She is feeling abandoned, alone and tired. I told her she is in that place between life and death. Kinda like that place between awake and asleep. She wants to live, but death seems much more inviting. I prayed for her and she seemed to take it all in. For brief moments she was with me. Even her nurse noticed her come to life, but it did not last long. She quickly withdrew back into that dark place. She was too weak to hold on. I sat with her for two hours and maybe she spent 15 minutes with me. In that time, she admitted she was depressed. She felt abandoned. She was in that dark place and could not pull herself out. I prayed.
I told her I was going to alert all believers to pray for her, to do battle for her, because she could not do it alone.
The Lord is my Shepherd…
2 Chronicles 20:15 – And he said, Hearken ye, all Judah, and ye inhabitants of Jerusalem, and thou king Jehoshaphat, Thus saith the LORD unto you, Be not afraid nor dismayed by reason of this great multitude; for the battle [is] not yours, but God’s.
Ephesians 6:12 – For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high [places].
Will you pray with me for my friend Guadalupe Lacy?
Scripture reference welcomed. Thank you for reading. Be blessed.
Our plans are not His plans.